Eleanor and Park: We are Eleven

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WE ARE ELEVEN

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Dear Park,


I don’t think I’m a good daughter.

Because if I was then why was dad going to leave me just like that?

Mom was saying that dad has a brain tumour.. I didn’t even know what exactly it was. So I asked Emma about it, and she told me it’s very bad, and that my dad was going to die.

She was lying, wasn’t she? My dad’s not going to die. He's not going to die. Emma isn't as intelligent as I thought her to be. I hope she isn’t and that she has got everything wrong.

Although dad kept on saying me, he’s not going to leave me, I could see his life slowly fading away. Lately, he had lost all of his hair too.

Seeing him this pale and sick and weak makes me feel like my world’s crashing. Because my dad is like my sun, and no candle can replace him. And I’ve already thought of infinite moments lined up with him, Parkie.

Yesterday, when I went to the hospital to visit him, he couldn’t tell that I was wearing red instead of blue. Maybe he is acting like he has lost his eyesight just to trouble me. I hate him if he was joking because I cried for hours thinking my dad has gone blind. To pacify me, he gave me a pinky promise that he wasn’t going to die and was going to be okay. I told him I’ll hate him if he breaks it.

And I love you. You’re the one reason I’ve been smiling this year. Thank you for everything you’ve done to make me laugh when I was crying. I loved it when you were dressed as a Thor in the costume party. It was really funny (and brave since everyone was teasing you). Congrats for winning it, by the way.

PS, please study Math well for the final tests. You don’t want to fail that again, do you? I hope Mrs. Alywn hasn’t scolded you much for screwing up the preliminary tests.

Love always,

Eleanor.

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